The second day of the second week things brightened up,

bringing works in progress to the Marina

while on H Street work progresses on the elaborate reno two doors west.

A good day for roofing and

warm enough to unwrap the ’45; could this, as Kirk inferred,

be Spring at Last?

[goose egg on bike ride]

Still life; Studio wall with Krebs

Phil Joy’s docks and

at the marina a craft more workmanlike than their usual plastiques.

Third day, fourth day…full of entertainments, less of photogenics.  A struggle to maintain equilibrium…or is it momentum?

Benign weather persists…

but the social whorl and another mid-afternoon departure for SF Saturday left little of the discretionary time necessary for this or other extracurricular pursuits.

First, the Moon

then the Morning

and finally, late afternoon, the Western Edge.

Sunday at last allowed

for some Facetime between Benign Benicia and Blizzardly Brooklyn

leaving the grandmother happy for our first dinner out[side] of the season.

Monday meant another trip to town

and back…

while daylight savings brought us barbecue season without saving much else except

at last a day to get this stuff out there, or soon after…

Spring, a hey hey.

M